Wednesday, 5 May 2010

My one remaining brain cell

My one remaining brain cell has been under severe pressure today what with trying to keep up with politics both major and minor.
Builders and bailiffs for them not me, finding stud fees again not for me or indeed my husband but for the dog, my mother being here and then me being there tomorrow, finding polling cards and then of course losing them necessitating a huge hunt involving builders, postman and my mother.
Small green bugs and small green children courtesy of the fact that I promised to paint their army camp then promptly forgot so they did it themselves.
And me landing up down in the village shop and not knowing why, this then meant I walked home again empty handed only to remember what I wanted three quarters of the way back so I turned round and just as I got to the shop the heavens opened but I still needed to get home again but as I ran through the rain I relaised that I couldn’t remember why so stopped off at a friend’s only to remember when I finally did get back that I had left the pan on the stove – let’s just say I didn’t have pasta for lunch.
Heaven help me when making the big decision tomorrow!
Don't forget to vote now!!!


Jenny Holden said...

Sounds like life is a little on the hectic side! They laugh at me in our local shop as I can never remember what it was that Chris asked me to pick up! I'm so hopeless at memorising shopping lists.

Sian Mummy-Tips said...

Great news that you are coming to CyberMummy....... I have added your blog to my blogroll over at I'm looking forward to getting to know you before the conference in July and if you would like to find out about me.... just follow me back.
See you very soon!

Pam said...

Oh Tattie! You poor thing. All of us on the wrong side of 40 can relate to your adventures I'm sure. Only this morning preparing for teaching, I was mentally ticking everything off, right down to a piece of fruit for break time. "I really must make lists" I told myself.I am one of those people however, who mutters, "Now where on earth is a pen!".

PantsWithNames said...

Glad it isn't just me who has days like this. Sometimes I find I'd forget my head if it wasn't attached to the rest of my body!

diney said...

sounds like me also - do you also stand and give yourself a good talking too like me? No...oh..*blush*

Gappy said...

Yep, me too.

I'm about to go to the shops now actually. Perhaps I should make a list.

Tattie Weasle said...

Jenny (Wandering Gecko) - I remember a teacher once trying to get me to do mneumonics...failed dismally!
Sian Mummy Tips - excited and scared in equal measure crossing fingers I don't forget!
Pam - Oh thank goodness its an over 40 thing! Nice to know I am normal...ish!
PantswithNames - sometimes there is a definite advantage to forgetting things pssoibly not your head though...
diney - not out loud...yet.
Gappy - there's a bit in me that hates having to be that organised and anyway off piste shopping can be very exciting!

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Now that my hair has gone white rather than pale grey , I feel I must try at least to appear compos mentis , in case people start looking round for my carer . With mixed success , I must say .

Go on you know you want to...


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